I protested in vain as I saw that she was getting bigger and bigger. At first I didn’t realize that I was shrinking again, but when I did the first thing that came to my mind was, “Damn, I don’t want to be a kid again.” However I also quickly noticed that even though I was shrinking, nothing else about me was changing. I grew horrified watching Penny getting bigger and bigger before my eyes. She even seemed to be larger than when I was a kid, and she was still seeming to get larger. How small was I going to get?
Finally I stopped shrinking and looked over myself in horror, then across the bed which now seemed almost like a football field. I couldn’t be more than 6 inches tall I knew, and I didn’t like it one bit.
“Change me back,” I demanded, not wanting her to see just how scared I was of being so tiny. Noticing my distress, but apparently not realizing how scared I really was Penny started giggling. God she was huge.
“You look just like a Barbie doll,” she said, sounding somewhat amazed herself. Then she giggled, correcting herself. “Or actually Ken. But I don’t remember Ken being this anatomically correct.”
She giggled again at that, and reached over with her gigantic seeming hands and picked me up.
“Don’t worry,” she assured me, “you know I won’t hurt you. I just wanted to have some fun.” With that she shifted position and spread her legs, setting me down again in between them.
Getting back to my feet, I stared at her humongous seeming vagina. Jeez, even her little clit seemed huge to me now. “Wow,” I said in understatement.
Imitating a TV announcer, Penny said, “And the brave spelunker spies an as yet unexplored cave...” With a grin I forgot my fear and shrugged. How often would I get a chance like this?
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Another hour later Penny carried me to her sink where I took a bath, trying to get all the sticky, sweet smelling liquid off of me. That was definitely unusual, though now I wanted to get back to my normal size. Being so tiny made me feel more helpless than I liked.
“Ken never could do that,” Penny told me once I finished showering. She stared at me in amazement and I had to look way up just to see her face. It was like looking at Mt. Rushmore or something.
“This is so neat,” she said, shaking her head. “Just like a Barbie doll,” she giggled. Then with a mischievous smile on her face, she quickly took off, leaving me standing on the counter.
A minute later she was back, medallion in her hand.
“Now to make you more like a Barbie doll,” she giggled, and my body started changing again. I could feel my chest beginning to push out while my crotch pulled in. Long hair tickled my shoulders as it grew down to nearly waist length. And once again I was a girl. And a blonde one at that. I strongly suspected that it was the same one that I’d been turned into before, which proved to be true when Penny excitedly brought a mirror over so that I could see myself.
“Common,” I pleaded, “change me back to normal.”
She giggled and told me, “You make the cutest little dolly.” After seeing the look on my face Penny sobered up a little. “I want to try just one more thing, OK?”
I grumbled but agreed, knowing that I didn’t really have much choice at the moment.